Since I work Tuesday through Saturday, this is my Monday.
Yesterday I did the usual, ran around starting projects, finishing projects, making bread, and just generally letting my ADHD guide me.
Today, I’m hoping to write something. The well of creativity that pushed at me seems to have dried up a bit. Maybe I just need the correct song. Or it could be that with tourist season starting in earnest I just can’t concentrate like I did a few weeks ago.
But I’ve got a tiny bit of buffer with Chelsea and my Lost Stories have no timeline, so I can take a week or two to figure out a new time to write for the summer.
For example, I’m not completely exhausted after work anymore. I might be able to sprint then. But I’m sure some time will call out to me in the next few days.